The beginning of some poem
I either got bored or had too much work, and now I don’t remember what I wanted to do with it, but I think it would’ve taken a turn at some point, maybe because I was bitter or something. I…
Something wonderful and beautiful and true.
I either got bored or had too much work, and now I don’t remember what I wanted to do with it, but I think it would’ve taken a turn at some point, maybe because I was bitter or something. I…
Still, I hope she doesn’t see this. I don’t know why I dredged this up, just to do it a disservice. Maybe it’s a reminder that I used to love at some point, and maybe it will happen again. I…
“Monorhyme for the Shower” by Dick Davis http://books.google.com Lifting her arms to soap her hair Her pretty breasts respond – and there The movement of that buoyant pair Is like a spell to make me swear Twenty odd years have…
Gerard Presgurvic + Taylor Swift + Alizee + Radiohead + Dire Straits + Shakespeare Les rois du monde ont peur de tout. We were both young when I first saw you: Jolie syndrome de l’amour. Sing us a song, a…
Love is not some thing we say, some game we play, some perfect day, some restful stay, some holy pray, some long delay, some unformed clay. It’s casting lots, battles fought, tarnished spots, burdens caught, all I’ve got.